friday post

good afternoon! the spam count for the week is 145, TWFT topic for today was 'reaping, not weeping', and em was hard at work plodding 2145 steps today. now, i didn't pop online till 2;15pm, so technically i should get to stay online till 4:15pm, but i think PIG mum has already blustered sth about forcing me offline when ashley/ashleigh arrives. if that is indeed the sad case, i will note the time down when that happens, then i promise i will GET BACK EVERY SINGLE MINUTE THAT I'M OWED!! anyways, what happened today?
-firstly, go em! who managed to swing herself over to use the pot :P once last night without falling to her death. :P
-when dearest dad dug himself up for work this morning, i used the pot :P once more, then cuddled my darling bear bear and sang/counted myself back into some happy snoring. :P
-PIG mum came in, poked me awake with "ten more mins." when she came back in, i used the pot :p once more, got kitted. then PIG mum made ( - hey, i forgot to put this up yesterday; lemmee just stick it up now:
-whenever i had to walk, i'd type that PIG mum gleefully FORCED :( me to. when she banned me from using all capitals, i used Forced until she somehow decided that the entire word offended her sensibilities, and banned it altogether. so i switched to the word contort, only it wasn't long before PIG mum decided that even this word somehow offended her and banned it also, saying that henceforth, i was only allowed to use the word made. anyways, i complied and used MADE. did it really surprise me when PIG mum stepped in and demanded that it had to be ALL in lowercase? so i complied again, only now i typed that PIG mum 'gleefully' made me walk. that was until charlsy left me a comment on this blog, saying that henceforth, i was only allowed to use made without any words before or after it. dunno really know why i listen to him, afterall, it's MY blog, but i guess i do coz i have heaps and heaps of respect for him as a friend. and, regarding last night:
1.PIG mum made(PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><)me walk from the computer desk to the kitchen benchtop to drink my nightly half cuppa of milk. *sigh* i've said before, how in the past she just used to bring me my milk, in her eagerness to boot me off to bed, but now it seems that she somehow derives FAR GREATER PLEASURE at being able to force her poor daughter to walk more. ah well, i'll survive.
2. after saying goodnight to dearest dad, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><)me walk to the bathroom for my nightly routine.
3.poor em was forced to stand to brush her teeth, and PIG mum also forced my poor left hand to do the three after-brush rinses with my right hand. i forgot to add, same with the kitchen benchtop, it is somehow a HUGE UNFORGIVEABLE SIN if you were to lean against the basin and rest your aching self.
4. after flossing and washing both hands, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to dry them.
5. PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to the toilet.
6. PIG mum forced me to dak myself for a tinkle or two.
7. when i stood back up, PIG mum forced me to pull my own trousers back up.
8. PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over and bend awkwardly to flush the loo. i reached over to wash and dry my right hand.
9. PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back to bed. remember, i'm not allowed to hobble/stagger/limp in and grasp the handrail that was installed up there FOR THAT SPECIFIC PURPOSE, because PIG mum has recently discovered that it somehow, again, gives her FAR GREATER PLEASURE to force her poor daughter to walk to the middle of the bed, turn around and bend awkwardly to finally sigh with relief that she has, indeed, endured through another day.
10. no pull-up pants. >< but coz i copped my weekly tirade from PIG mum last night, she flounced off to bed without remembering to order me to take my ted off! so i spent a happy night with two warm feet. :)
-finally, if i don't mention any of this till next thursday, it just means that it's ALL the same as what i typed out today, okay? no difference. >< anyways, where was i?
-oh. PIG mum made(PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk out to the gobbling :p table.
-breakfast was a mug of warm milo and a crunchy choc chip museli bar. as with the other days, mean PIG mum forced poor ela to hang onto the bar then ordered era to unwrap it.
-time to get going, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk out to the car.
-after forcing me to buckle my own seatbelt, PIG mum tootled us off to your :P turn, listening to that dreadful, out-of-tune, wannabe singer, andy hui. :P right at the beginning, i'd asked PIG mum who was in the CDplayer, but she, for whatever so reason that so pleased her, refused to tell me. didn't matter. i only had to listen to half a song before i figured out who was singing.
-PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk inside. i settled down with a woman's day gossip mag as PIG mum flounced off to repark the car.
-the human movement student - was his name damien? - kindly lent me a stick - it was some cool one with a wide base - not the usual one that i use! - and Forced me to walk to the table.
-i started with some coin exercises, like, era sticking the coin into ela's pincer grip[, then ela lifting herself up and dropping the coin that someone had cut into this big milo tin.
-after, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to a plinth, where jennie had me lie down and do random exercises with ela and my left shoulder. and hey, how cool - jennie knows uncle wilbur!
-finally, PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to the morning tea table, where the human movement fellow had already kindly poured out a cuppa, white and two, for me. i snacked on two or three of these bird's nest crunchy things. much thanks to the elderly lady who told me that some other snacks on offer had almonds on them! i've already forgotten her name, sorry. >< she can walk, but needs a stick, because she has sth growing on her back/spine/sth like that?
-session finished. i told PIG mum that i wanted to pee once first, so she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk to the disabled toilets (lol, they still haven't stuck up a bar for the disabled toilets yet! :P), made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk over to wash and dry both hands, then made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk all the way back to our car.
-i immediately remembered to change the CD to anthony callea. of course, PIG mum forced poor em to buckle her own seatbelt again, then tootled us off to our lunch date with aunty vicki!
-PIG mum gleefully FORCED :(first time) me to walk into sunny breeze. aunty vicky met us there; taking a look at the menus, we ordered. aunty vicky got the set lunch with pork, i got the set lunch with chicken, and PIG mum got herself some spicy noodles. i shouldn't be surprised, really; PIG mum prolly got the spicy noodles because it meant that whenever she pilfered my lunch, i couldn't do the same to hers (i can't eat spicy food, remember.) we all drank yummy green tea. aunty vicki was really nice and donated some of her food, ie some egg stuff and a little bit of pork to me; PIG mum immediately tore off a chicken chunk of mine and handed it back to aunty vicky. when i asked her why she didn't give any of her spicy noodles back to aunty vicky she snapped at me that aunty vicky didn't like spicy noodles. whatever.
-thanks to aunty vicky who shouted us! PIG mum says that next time, it's our turn to pay. so she made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back to the car.
-after forcing poor em to buckle her own seatbelt again, PIG mum tootled us home, still listening to anthony callea.
-PIG mum made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk inside and forced me to bend awkwardly to flip on the switch, then made (PLEASE! GO NOW! to the top of today's post to see what i REALLY want to write, but have sadly been TOO HEAVILY CENSORED by PIG mum. ><) me walk back to the computer chair. i bent awkwardly once more to flick on the bottom three switches, then tootled online.
-cool, i finished! technically, if PIG mum isn't being a great big meaniepoo again, i should have an hour left online. anyways, i'll just check, then get my naruto fix for this week. hope to see everyone at UF tonight!
cheers,
em. ^^
P.S. i found and corrected 1 error in my post this afternoon.